In the apocalypse of natural disasters, she has a universal APP

In the evening, half past eleven.

She dipped the last onion ring in ketchup and threw it into her mouth, took off her gloves, drank juice to clear her mouth, and wandered to the bed in the living room.

Above the tall buildings in the distance, a huge moon floated in the sky.

Of course she customized it. She doesn't care about the moon phase changes. On New Year's Eve, if she wants to see the moon, she can just put one up.

A small table was set up on the bay window in front of the window, and on it was placed the dessert she had prepared for dinner, a mousse cake shaped like a crescent moon.

A small jar of old yogurt was prepared next to her to relieve fatigue. Originally, the best helper to relieve fatigue was coffee or tea, but considering that it was already very late, she was ready to go to bed after the New Year.

So instead of a dangerous drink that might keep her high all night until dawn, she chose a thick yogurt with a sour taste.

As for eating cake before going to bed... Hey, such a small piece of cake will not accumulate food, so what will happen if you eat it once.

Since the cake was made into a crescent moon shape, the surface was naturally made into the yellow color of the moon, which was spray-painted, so she didn't expect that the lemon aroma would come out after one bite.

She originally thought she would just use food coloring to adjust the color, but she actually added lemon flavor to it, which was an unexpected surprise.

She originally thought it was a whole piece of coconut mousse, but after splitting it with a spoon, she realized that it was quite rich:

The top layer is a layer of lemon-flavored spray, the top layer inside is a piece of vanilla custard, then the main coconut-flavored mousse, and the bottom layer is a bread base with pineapple jam.

The whole thing was not only rich in taste, but also rich in texture, especially the three combinations of bread, pineapple jam and coconut mousse below, which were so harmonious that she couldn't help but nod her head as she ate.

Time moved forward slowly, and finally, as the stopwatch on her phone changed, the numbers all turned to zero. Her expression moved slightly, and she raised her eyes to look at the night sky outside the window.

The first flower of the new year bloomed there——

The huge fireworks changed from warm red to bright green, and loud explosions exploded in all directions with the light, reflecting on the glass window in front of them.

Fireworks bloomed in the dark night sky one after another. She took a breath and said in her heart: "Tong, it's another year."

The system replied: "Happy New Year."

She hummed: "Happy New Year, there are still many years to go."

The system said warmly: "Yes, let's keep living like this."

On the first day of the new year, she got up from the bed, opened the curtains, looked at the sunny weather today, and stretched out her body comfortably.

Standing in the middle of the room, my vision swept across the new desk calendar on the table. I hadn't opened it to January yet, but it stayed on the first page, with a psychedelic bubble design on the surface.

On the other side of the table, separated from the floor-to-ceiling mirror, was a wooden clothes hanger. On the mushroom-shaped clasps, hung several small fruit-like notebooks, which were the perpetual calendars she had prepared.

She stood there in a daze for a while, then walked to the table and turned over the desk calendar, revealing the brand new January.

When you touch the smooth paper with your fingers, you can still smell the printing ink at the tip of your nose.

She picked up the pen and continued to record the timing of the polar night phase where she didn't know where she was going.

After recording the temperature information as usual, she walked to the clothes rack with a sense of freshness and found the wall calendar for December last year and January and February this year.

First take it off and hold it in your hand, then fold December over to reveal January of this year, then hang it up again, and then carefully tear off the small squares below along the line.

Yes, although this book contained the past December, she didn't tear it up and waited until January 12st to officially start using this calendar.

In fact, before making this decision, the obsessive-compulsive disorder split into two sides and was tearing itself apart.

On the one hand, I feel that of course I have to tear them all up. Otherwise, if I tear out all four calendars a year, only the winter one will be left with a piece stuck out suddenly?

The other side also feels that this calendar is prepared for the New Year and the new atmosphere. It is neat to tear it up in advance, but it will cause different moods.

In the end, she chose to celebrate the New Year, starting from the first day and finishing the year completely.

In fact, it has only been one day, but my mood is really different, and I feel like I am completely new.

Of course, there are indeed some updated parts. For example, the morning reading time at the beginning of the day suddenly becomes easier.

After tracing the copybook, there is no need to read the book and copy it!

The moment the facts she had known for a long time came to light, she found that she was still more excited than she had imagined.

So free for such a long time? No more work? You can mess it up as you like!

She leaned comfortably on the seat, pushing the swivel chair left and right with her feet, playing games on her mobile phone, and nibbling on a few sliced ​​peaches, which was considered a delayed post-breakfast fruit.

After playing for a while, I pulled over some thick and large Sudoku and math books and played with them for a while.

The Sudoku books are still the same as before, but the Sudoku books have been replaced with a larger one. They are not as high-end as the previous scratch-coated books. They can simply be filled in with a pen or marked with a cross.

但是这本的宫格要更大一些，原来那本兼顾涂色功能的数图最大只到15x15，新的这本还有20、30，最大直到35x35的。

The larger the grid, the easier it is to get dazzled. The good thing about this book is that it gives labels.

不仅是每个5x5的小宫格周围一圈会用加粗的线框出来，还直接用5、10、15这样的数字标注出这是第几行或列。

Therefore, although there are no longer colors to draw the pattern, as the palace grid becomes larger, the grids inside become closer, and the patchwork pattern can actually be distinguished with the naked eye.

No, she lay on the book and squinted her eyes for a long time to count the grids. Before she finished painting, she roughly guessed that it was a butterfly - the shape of its wings was already vaguely visible.

Dagong is really fun to play, but it also makes you more tired. After painting only one page, you have already put away the pen and don’t want to play anymore.

After resting for a while, she took out her phone again, took a photo of the finished digital image she completed today, then took out her notebook, imported the photo, and dragged it directly into her electronic account.

Now that you've done it, you can add it whenever you think of it. There's no need to wait until the end of the day to summarize like writing a diary.

Her memory really may not be able to remember everything.

This number picture is even in the "Daily Play" section. Drag the picture into it, then simply record it with text, and then add the time you played with the number picture.

She couldn't remember the exact time, but at least the photo taken could show the time, so she directly wrote "morning reading completed" and the time the photo was taken.